Carousel

My mother bought me a carousel

Colored lights warting the top

Painted animals chasing their tails

Bright music wedging into my ears

Sometimes it snowed

Sometimes it was bundled in black

My neighbor asked for it

Tomorrow

Maybe an amusement park could own it

Next year

To be donated:

239 Closet-Drawer-Shoebox-Cupboard-Attic-Backpack-Suitcase Ave.